They call that singing?

I'm in Graphics at the moment, but we've got a free lesson so I came on here. Good, eh?

Anyway, not that long ago, we had an assembly. It was... crap. There was singing, talking, reading-out-loud, more singing, some more singing, and a nice little speech from Mr Ap. Oh, joy.

In case you didn't notice, those last couple of sentences were riddled with sarcasm. Sense it, damn you! Yeah.

Mr Ap's speech was... not very interesting. All he told us was what they tell us at the end of every term: Our school is the best school. Our teachers are the best teachers. Our classes are the best classes. We are the best behaved students out of all the schools. Oh, please. I think now would be a good time to try out the unimpressed face: -.-

Not only did we have to stand (yes, stand!) through a 45minute assembly ma jigg, but we had to, in Mr Ap's words, "Worship Jesus and the Lord." Erm, no. Apparently, his idea of worshipping is badly singing a very bad song, so when the whole school was singing, guess what I did. I stayed silent! Mmmhm, I refused to sing. Mainly because I don't like singing, but also because I refuse to be forced into worshipping a non-existent deity!

Also, would it kill the school to get some tidy keyboards? These ones are so clunky - my keyboard at home is nice and flat, and all the buttons are pretty flat against the surface, so it makes for easier typing. On this thing, I keep making millions of mistakes because the buttons are further apart than I'm used to, so I press the wrong button. Argh.

Ah yes, about the title. The first "choir" that came on during the assembly was rather awful, and everyone was very... small. Stupid little year seven brats! I don't like them. So, as the To Do list written on the back of my hand says, we must "Destroy the choir." Join me!

Ooh, Twilight tomorrow! Yay! I've got my ticket already - my mother drove me to the cinema last night so that I could get one. She didn't want to buy a ticket online because her credit card is a bit foofy. So she drove me down, and I bought two tickets. I thought there'd be someone without a ticket, so I bought a spare. As it turns out, Priya didn't have a ticket so she bought the spare one off me. So now most of us can go! Yay!

Go Jasper!

Also, I'm sixteen now. Yay! Luckily, I can still get away with buying kids' tickets, so it's still cheap for me. I can probably get away with it because I both act, and talk like a child. Cool, eh?

Ciao! I've some surfin' to do. (:

... stupid keyboard... *angry mumbles*